Satisfied

Jul 25th, 2006 6:18:34 pm - Subscribe
Mood: bittersweet

Jake spent two days here and went home a couple hours ago. Today we made lunch, had a swim and chatted to Daisy.

I can't complain when Jake's here. I feel, satisfied and complete, and there isn't much else to do but smile. He brought me a black dunlop guitar pick when he came over. He's got one the same that I love; he's so sweet.

He taught me to play the acoustic version of Sunburn (Muse). He's patient; a good teacher.

My sister has decided that she and her boyfriend would like to use our flat in London this weekend, therefore apparently I'm the only one who has to compromise. I'm going next weekend.

I think I'm going to the beach with Alia and some of the guys on Friday. Should be good.

Why, when we are happy, must there always be something to bring us down, (or worse, make us think)?

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